Greetings! So I'm back with another chapter. I've got a bit of my focus back on this fic.
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Let the roller coaster ride continue...lots of stuff going on in this one...don't know how well I did in packing all this stuff in this one chapter...please forgive me for any illogical stuff going on. Trying to wrap things up š
Chapter 48: Relentless
Heer stood there stunned for a couple of seconds before pushing Prashant away and giving him a tight hard slap across his face. He held his hand on his cheek in complete shock. "Heer...I..." he tried explaining.
"How could you?" Heer replied angrily.
"I'm sorry," Prashant said. "I...yyou're my fiance and I-I just..."
"Arranged fiance," Heer replied. "And that doesn't give you the right to just kiss me."
"I'm really sorry Heer," Prashant pleaded and without thinking reached out with his hand trying to stop her from leaving.
"Don't you dare touch me," Heer sternly said and ran off. She entered into the nearest restroom she could find and began washing her lips. The thought that Prashant's lips had touched hers sent a nauseating wave through her body as she rubbed her fingers roughly across her mouth. She sighed staring at herself in the mirror wondering how she was going to be able to face him again. They needed her to keep him distracted while the gang gathered evidence against him. Heer shivered briefly at the thought that Prashant might try something again and knew she would have to keep her guard up. It then suddenly dawned on that she had just ran away from her own date and Prashant had more than likely went back up to his room. She knew Prem was out of the room but she didn't know if he needed access again. The plan was to keep Prashant occupied for several hours but instead only two hour had passed. Heer knew it wouldn't be wise to tell Prem what had just transpired between her and Prashant but she needed some help. She pulled out her cell phone and made a quick dial to the one person she knew she could count on, "Hello Preet? I need your help."
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Prem walked around the hotel scanning frantically trying to locate either Prashant or Heer. He was in an angry and fearful state and his mind was starting to wander off on its own making up scenarios. He tried reasoning with himself telling him not to believe everything he had witnessed with his eyes but his mind wouldn't listen and flashes of things he didn't want to see appeared before him. A sense of relief washed over him as he saw Heer exit the ladies restroom and he quickly came to her side. "Prem?" she replied in half confusion and shock upon suddenly seeing him.
"What's the matter not happy to see me?" he replied in a sullen tone and then grabbed her wrist dragging her into one of the employee service halls of the hotel to speak privately.
"Prem, you're hurting me," Heer said. His grip on her wrist was tighter than normal and she could sense something was bothering him.
Prem took a deep breath trying to calm himself but the minute he spoke his anger rose to the surface, "Anything you want to tell me?" Heer rubbed her wrist and looked at him not sure what to say. "What's the matter?" Prem said.
"What do you want me to say?" Heer asked rather innocently though deep down inside she had a sinking feeling that Prem knew something.
"Heer..." Prem started and then turned away in anger his lips stretched tightly. "I saw...what the hell was that?!" he shouted as he turned back around. "Why were you kissing that...that Prashant?!"
Heer stared at him in disbelief realizing he was actually accusing her of something that she had no control of. It was obvious that he hadn't seen what had occurred after the kiss. "Prem, don't you accuse me of something---"
"Accuse you of something? I saw with my own two eyes! He had his lips pressed up against yours. What am I suppose to be thinking? So did you enjoy it or something?" he yelled.
"Wait a second. So I'm supposed to trust you blindly and you can't trust me?" Heer asked rather put off. "Oh, that's really nice Prem. You don't think I love you as much as you love me is that it? I've just been dragging you along for some fun ride...messing with you? How can you possibly think that about me? That I'd just go around let anyone kiss me."
"Heer," Prem replied in frustration. He held his hands to his head in an anguish way, "You don't know what that image does to me. It won't go away. Just stay away from him."
"Stay away? No! You're the one who came up with this plan and now you can't take it...your stupid jealousy and trust issues. You're basically telling me you don't trust me. And if you can't trust me then I don't understand why I'm even with you. Without trust there can't be a relationship!" Heer replied angrily.
"No wait, Heer..." Prem shouted trying to stop her.
"I don't want to talk to you!" Heer shouted and ran out of the service hallway in tears.
Prem kicked the wall with his foot in anger at their fight. He paced back in forth in a nervous fidget not sure what he was supposed to do next. Then suddenly his cell phone started ringing. "Hello?" he curtly answered.
"It's me, Harman. You okay? You sound a little tense," Harman asked.
"Um, yeah everything's fine," Prem lied. "What's the matter?"
"It's going to take a little longer than planned. Are Prashant and Heer still at the hotel? Heer needs to occupy him for awhile until the photos are developed and we can sneak the negatives back into his room without him suspecting anything."
"Yeah, things aren't exactly going so smoothly on this side," Prem reluctantly divulged.
"What? Did he catch you Bhaiya?" Harman asked in alarm.
"No, nothing like that. But it may be a little tough to get him to leave the hotel or his room for that matter," Prem replied rather annoyed.
"Bhabhi's not alone with him is she?" Harman asked rather terrified.
"No, she's not if she was I'd break down the door and break Prashant in half," Prem replied heatedly. "You'd be bailing me out of jail instead of talking to me on the phone."
Harman swallowed hard on the other end realizing he just hit a nerve with his brother. "So, um...sounds like you've got a lot of things going on. I'll make a call to Preet and see what we can plan. Okay bye."
"Wait, Harman. Harman?" Prem called into the phone. He sighed and rubbed his hand down his face frustrated by all the recent events occurring that night.
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Preet snickered to himself as he listened to his brother on the other end of the phone. "Why are you laughing?" Harman asked with an annoyed tone.
"Oh, nothing really. Just find it funny that everyone's been asking for my help tonight. I'm the man with the plan...you don't have to fear cause Preet's here!" he announced confidently.
"That's nice and all but if we don't come up with a plan soon we are all going to be in big trouble!" Harman yelled. "So what are we going to do?"
"Dance," Preet replied.
"Now is not the time to party!" Harman berated. "I'm sorry we pulled you away from your partying time but will you please concentrate?"
"I really resent that remark," Preet answered. "I'm being serious here. We'll get everyone to go out to the clubs and let loose. Heer Bhabhi won't have to interact with Prashant as much because we'll be there to keep him occupied. PB and Bhabhi can sneak off and make up. The photos can get developed and one of us can go pick it up and PB can put it back into his room without him noticing anything. And the added bonus is if we can get Prashant drunk and he won't even notice anything missing or messed up in his room. It's perfect."
"That sounds like a great plan. Hey wait a second did you say PB and Bhabhi can make up? Did they have a fight?" Harman asked.
Preet glanced around him making sure the Meher was still busy consoling Heer. "Yea, it was pretty bad from what I can gather but I don't have time to explain the details. It's time to invite everyone out. The more eyes we have the better it is for us. I'm going to give a call to Kunal and Sang."
"Can I invite Maya?" Harman asked.
"Sure but you can't sneak off together we need you present," Preet replied.
"All right I'll get her to invite Veera along as well," Harman said rather sadly.
"Don't worry bro. You guys are up next. Let's get one finished first," Preet comforted.
"Thanks. I'll see you guys soon. Meet you at P3," Harman said and then hung up.
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Prashant stared into the rearview mirror monitoring Heer's mood. He was surprise that Preet and the rest of the Juneja siblings invited him to out go clubbing. He was even more surprised when he found out that Heer agreed to come along despite what had happened earlier in the night. He was thankful and knew it would be good opportunity to try to apology to her again and smooth things over between them.
"Make a left here at this traffic light and the parking lot is on the right," Preet instructed. "It says P3 parking garage members only."
"Members only? But we aren't members," Prashant replied.
Preet smirked, "I am. I know the owner and he lets me park in the lot."
Prashant rolled down the window the minute he saw a big muscular guy blocking his way into the garage. "Hi," he meekly greeted.
"Yo, Ronny!" Preet greeted enthusiastically.
The man gave a wide grin in acknowledgment, "Preet good seeing you again," and motioned Prashant to come into the parking garage.
The minute everyone stepped out of the car they could hear the rhythmic beats of the music and the booming bass echoing through the building. Preet grinned widely and led them through the back entrance to the club. The minute he stepped in he was greeted by various people. Meher couldn't help but notice how there were quite a few girls who gave Preet coy smiles which he briefly acknowledge as they made their way into the middle of the club. "Hey, I think I see Harman over there," Preet said and dragged Prashant over to greet him. Heer and Meher were soon welcomed by Kunal and Sang who invited them out on the dance floor to do some dancing.
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Prem scanned the club trying to locate someone he recognized but without much luck. The front entrance of the place was packed and as he made his way through the crowd he was constantly bumping into people and having hands touching places he didn't like being touched. He raised his hands up above his head in the effort not to touch anyone inappropriately. He couldn't understand why Preet liked going to these types of places. Someone stepped backwards forcing him to crash into a group of girls hanging around the bar. He quickly apologized while the girls gave him coy smiles indicating they were quite all right with the intrusion. He stepped back and continued making his way through the crowd when he felt someone's hands landing on his shoulders pushing him forward. He rushed onward his arms whirling in the air trying to gain balance as his body turned. The next thing he knew light brown hair covered his face and his arms automatically held onto someone's waist. It took him a few seconds to register what he was doing before he pulled away. "Sorry," he apologized.
"No, it's not your fault," the girl replied as she fixed her hair. She then smiled in recognition. "Prem? Oh, thank God I found someone I knew. I hate it when it's packed like that in the front. You can't see where you're going and your bumping into people...you're accidentally touching body parts that you shouldn't be touching and they're accidentally touching parts that they shouldn't be touching."
"Ashlesha?" Prem sighed in relief. "Did you just get here?"
"Yeah, I got a call from Meher to come to this place. Need some help right?" Ashlesha replied. "Let's get out of this danger area before someone ends up falling on top of us." Prem chuckled and followed her further into the club. They walked over to one of the side walls where there was some space for them to stand and talk. "You look a little distracted," Ashlesha inquired as she noticed how he was constantly scanning the room. "You looking for someone?" she teased.
"Oh yeah," Prem replied rubbing the back of his head. "Harman and Preet said they were going to distract Prashant. I just need to make sure I know where they are..."
"So you can sneak off with Heer? Always this romantic?" Ashlesha replied dreamily.
"Just hopes she'll let me talk to her after the way I behaved," he mumbled to himself.
"You guys have a fight?" Ashlesha asked. "I certainly hope it isn't because of Prashant."
Prem's eyes widen at her statement, "Ashlesha, how did you know?"
She sighed, "Well, she does have to pretend to be all nice-nice with her fiance...it's pretty obvious. Don't be stupid Prem. Heer is crazy about you. She's in love with you. What girl is willing to do all of this?"
"Thanks Ashlesha," Prem replied with a smile.
"Oh, stop with the Ashlesha...call me Ash we're practically family," Ashlesha replied.
"But Meher and Heer always call you Ashlesha," Prem said.
"Old habits die hard with them," she said. "They've been calling me Ashlesha since forever. But I'm trying to get them to change that habit of theirs. Besides Ash sounds a lot cooler than Ashlesha."
"Okay, Ash," Prem said chuckling at her request.
"Oh, I think I just spotted Meher and she's with your friend?" Ashlesha said.
"Yeah, that's Kunal," Prem replied as he saw them dancing on the dance floor.
"We should probably go meet them," Ashlesha suggested with a smile. She motioned with her head that they should start walking and was only able to take two steps forward when she felt a hand pulling her back. "What?" she asked with a surprised tone by Prem's reaction. Her eyes widen as he saw him come closer to her. His piercing brown eyes intently staring. She swallowed hard as she stood rooted to her spot and wondered to herself...Gosh, those eyes...you can literal drown in them. Is this the way he acts around Heer? That lucky bum! Wait a second what the hell is he trying to do here?! Ashlesha frowned and step away from him, "What are you trying to do?" she demanded.
"Don't move," he commanded and grabbed her shoulder.
"Listen here," Ashlesha started and then stopped talking when she felt his finger touch the area slightly below her right eye.
"You had an eyelash," Prem said as he held his finger up for her to see. "If blinked again it would have fallen back in it would have hurt."
"Oh," Ashlesha replied in relief.
"What did you think I was trying to do?" Prem asked innocently.
"You should be careful of your actions," Ashlesha replied. "Don't want people getting the wrong idea. Wait, what are you doing?!"
"What?" he asked slightly alarmed at her outburst. He didn't understand why she was holding his finger.
"Don't you know you make a wish on eyelashes?" Ashlesha inquired. She made him drop the eyelash on her knuckle and she gently blew it off her hand with a smile. "Okay let's go."
Prem shook his head chuckling, "These superstitions you girls have." As they were making their way to the dance floor an excited voice called out, "Prem?!" causing him and Ashlesha to turn in surprise at the sudden outburst. Sanjana waved at them and came over with a smile. "Hey, what are you guys doing here?"
"Oh, Preet invited everyone out to go clubbing," Prem greeted.
"You, Mr. Prem Juneja at a club?" Sanjana teased. "You usually hate going to these types of places."
"Well, I kind of got roped into it," Prem replied vaguely. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh, I'm out with some of the girls...with Tanya and her cousins over there," Sanjana pointed.
Prem looked over and gave a polite nod in greeting. "Since you rarely come here I think it's only polite of me to take you out on the dance floor...come on one dance with me," she suggested and encircled her arm around his pulling him to the dance floor. The action was so fast that Prem didn't have time to react and his legs simply followed the direction his body was being dragged towards. Ashlesha eyed Sanjana suspiciously at her overzealous action of getting Prem to herself. She followed them to the dance floor where she kept a watchful eye on them while she went and chit-chat with Meher, Kunal, and Sang. It wasn't long before Veera and Maya showed up and the gang started to enjoy themselves dancing and drinking the night away.
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Heer stepped outside onto the club roof to get some air. She couldn't believe what she had seen that Prem had the nerve to do such a thing. She was still angry at him for what had happened earlier that night but she figured he would try to apologize to her again but instead he decided to go have some fun with her cousin. She stood there in the cool spring night silently fuming. "Heer?" She turned around with a bitter glare in her eyes. "What do you want Prem?"
He was surprised by the forcefulness in her reaction but knew he had a lot to make up for. "I'm sorry."
"That's nice," Heer replied as she turned her back towards him crossing her arms.
"Heer, you're right about trust in a relationship," Prem said. "I'm sorry that I doubted you. I won't do it again. Please forgive me."
"Is that all you have to say?" Heer asked.
"I love you," Prem said and moved closer so he could wrap his arms around her waist in a comforting back hug.
"Don't touch me," Heer said through gritted teeth as she sensed his presence behind her.
Prem furrowed his eyebrows in confusion at her attitude. "Heer?"
"Don't act all innocent. You've got a lot of nerve," she said turning around facing him. "So you made sure Kunal and Meher saw you and then of course they would send me up to go talk to you...and just when you saw me coming...you did what you did. Revenge, right? For what happened between me and Prashant? I never thought you would be the type to do something like that."
"Revenge?" Prem repeated completely taken off guard. "What are you talking about?"
"Forget it," Heer replied. "Obviously you got what you wanted. Afterall you and Ashlesha are engaged...guess you started playing your parts."
"Heer..." Prem pleaded. His mind was racing trying to understand what she might have seen that she misinterpreted as something else.
"Just leave me alone," Heer replied and pushed his hands away as she stormed back into the club.
Prem clenched his fist in frustration. "Why is this all happening tonight?!" he said staring up at the night sky. "What did I do wrong now?"
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Ashlesha's eyes followed Sanjana as she walked across the club heading towards the ladies restroom. She quickly walked behind and caught up with her in the restroom hallway. "Sanjana," Ashlesha called out.
"Yes?" she replied wondering what Ashlesha wanted.
"I don't know what kind of game you're playing but keep your boundaries," Ashlesha warned.
"Game?" Sanjana repeated with a slight laugh. "Wow, that possessive already? Prem and I are high school friends...we've known each other for 9 years now. Don't worry he's still your fiance."
Ashlesha grabbed her elbow forcing her to turn back around, "If he's my fiance then you should stop flirting with him. Or do you want people to get the wrong idea of you?"
Sanjana removed Ashlesha's hand from her arm, "He obviously doesn't mind since he hasn't said a single word to me about my so called behavior. And I think you're thinking too much."
"He's too nice of a guy to even know how to go about telling someone who he thinks as only as a friend that he doesn't appreciate their behavior. So, I'm saying it for him. Watch yourself. He's not interested," Ashlesha said.
"I think he has his own mind to determine who he is or isn't interested in," Sanjana curtly replied. "Your relationship is arranged. Our relationship was by choice...we chose to be friends."
"I'm not a push over like some people," Ashlesha replied sternly. "And I refuse to see people I care about being mistreated."
Sanjana laughed, "You have such a vivid imagination. Don't worry about a thing dear Ash." Ashlesha scowled at her replied. "If you will excuse me now," Sanjana smirked and walked away into the ladies restroom.
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Prashant breathed a sigh of relief that he was able to get out of the drinking game that he had unwittingly gotten involved in. He wandered around the club wondering where Preet and Harman had run off to. As he making his way to the other side of the club he nearly ran into Heer who seemed to have bolted in from some unknown location. "Sorry," Prashant apologized and then backed away afraid that he was going to somehow receive a second slap in the face that night. "Um, I was just looking for Preet and Harman...you haven't seen them have you?"
Heer shook her head and then pointed upwards, "No, I just came from the roof...needed some air."
"Yeah, it's a bit stuffy in here...so many people. So, what's on the roof?" Prashant asked.
"Another full service bar and they have a stage up there where they have a live band playing," Heer explained.
"Ah," Prashant simply replied. He then nervously glanced around him. "So, you want to dance?"
"Not really," Heer answered.
"How about a drink?" Prashant offered.
Heer was about to reject his offer but then changed her mind, "Sure. Just get me a beer." Prashant nodded and headed towards the bar to get her a drink. While she was waiting a couple who was walking by accidentally bumped into her causing her to lose her balance. She steadied herself with the closest thing there which happened to be someone's back. "I'm so sorry," she apologized as she moved away from the person. He turned around and gave a drunken smile, "Don't be."
"Ravi you?" she replied unable to believe her bad luck.
"Wow, we met again...it must be kismet...and you even know my name. I'm impressed," he smirked.
Heer narrowed her eyes. She wasn't in the mood to be dealing with a guy like him. She wondered if there was some curse in the air that night after all the things she had just gone through. She silently wondered could things get any worse. "Sorry, but if you'll excuse me," she replied.
"No, you're not excused," Ravi replied blocking her way. "How about a dance?"
"No, thank you," Heer answered through gritted teeth and tried moving away.
Ravi grabbed her arm and pulled her forcefully back towards him, "I'm no longer asking."
Heer turned her face slightly away cringing at the smell of alcohol on his hot breath. She angrily reached up with her free hand to slap him only to have it get caught. "As I recall you like things rough," he smirked.
"Let me go," Heer warned.
"Oh, still so feisty...I like..." Ravi sneered as Heer struggled to get out of his grip. He then felt a shooting pain in his shin as Heer kicked him. He stumbled back and then angrily charged after her grabbing her arm and twisting her around. "A gift to you for what you gave me two days ago," he said crossly as he raised his hand to give her a slap. He glanced to his side when he felt someone holding his arm barring him from the action he wanted to complete. "Let her go," Prem coldly ordered. "What kind of man tries to hit a woman? She's already told you she's not interested. Just leave." He threw Ravi's arm back towards him and stood in between so he couldn't get to Heer. Ravi gave a slight nod and grinned trying to show he didn't want any more trouble and slowly backed away. Prem turned towards Heer with a worried expression, "Are you okay?" But before Heer could reply she saw him fall backwards slamming into a table.
Ravi sneered at Prem as he stood over his body. "What was that you said?"
Prem's eyes narrowed in fury as he saw Ravi continue to pursue Heer. "You B*stard, stay away from her!" he shouted and grabbed Ravi's arm forcing him to let go of a very stunned Heer. Prem punched Ravi as hard as he could; the force sent Ravi flying into a crowd of on lookers who immediately backed away not wanting to get involved. Prem walked forward and yanked the stunned man from off the floor holding his collar tightly, "How does that feel now?"
Ravi chuckled to himself, "You're dead now."
Prem didn't have much time to register his threat when he felt two pairs of hands grab him from behind forcing him to let go of Ravi. He curled forward the minute he felt the contact of a fist hitting his stomach. A sharp intense blow followed next as an elbow slammed into his back. He writhed in pain and anguish on the floor but he knew he had to get up to make sure Ravi didn't try to do something to Heer. The very thought of him trying to hurt her made him burn with rage and he managed to staggered to his feet knocking some of the guys who had come to help Ravi to the floor with wild kicks and punches. He clutched onto Ravi's shoulder and spun him around before he could reach Heer and punched him mercilessly. Ravi managed to dislodge himself from the onslaught by kicking the side of Prem's upper thigh. Prem landed against a wall and moved just in time as a flying beer bottle collide with where he had been a few seconds ago.
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Heer was in complete shock not knowing what she should be doing she didn't want to leave Prem but she knew just standing there wasn't doing much for him either. She frantically looked around her to see if there was anyone she knew. The fight was getting out of control and it needed to be stopped but everyone just gawked at the scene in front of them. "Heer Didi!"
"Meher!" Heer shouted in relief as she saw her sister come running over with Veera and Maya.
"We saw and heard some commotion going on wanted to make sure to find everyone so we could get out of here," Meher said. "Come on let's go."
"No, it's Prem...he's fighting with Ravi!" Heer explained.
"What?!" the girls replied back.
"Oh My God," Veera said with extreme worry. "Prem Bhaiya!" She felt a hand on her shoulder and turn to see Heer shake her head. "It's not about that. He was bothering me." Veera stared at her with concern, "But still it's all because of me. I'm so sorry."
"Where are the boys?" Meher shouted frantically. "We can't let this fight continue."
"I'll go find them," Maya replied and quickly ran back towards the front entrance of the club shouting, "Preet! Harman! Kunal! Sang! Prashant!" She scanned the place with her eyes and found them at the bar drinking and talking. "Preet! Harman! Kunal! Sang! Prashant!" Maya shouted again.
"See I told you someone was shouting our names," Sang said and waved at Maya.
"Something's wrong she looks all distressed," Kunal replied and quickly stepped away from the bar.
"Your brother is in a fight with some guy!" Maya reported to the Juneja siblings. "Come on quick!"
"What?!" Preet and Harman replied and then quickly followed Maya to where the fight was.
********************************************** They circled around each other in a fighting pose testing to see who would make the next move. "Why are you so concern over that girl? Unless, of course you want her too...don't worry man, we can share. I'll let you have her once I'm finished with her," Ravi provoked.
"Don't you even think about touching her," Prem replied angrily. "If you do I'll break every bone in your body!"
"Wow, relax," Ravi snickered. "Sounds like you've already gotten a taste. That good huh? Yeah, she looks like the type that would taste real sweet."
"Stop talking about her like that," Prem shouted. He threw a wild punch and crumbled slightly at the impact of his knuckles hitting the hard cement wall. His hand was in pain but he didn't really care. He was suddenly knocked to the floor as Ravi charged forward.
"Game's over for you my friend," Ravi smirked as he straddled his body and started punching him. "I'll make sure to take pictures for you."
The last remark of Ravi's sent a rush of adrenaline into Prem's system and he blocked Ravi's punches with his forearms. He managed to gain the upper hand again by giving him a hard punch to the side of his ribs sending him rolling off. Prem began decking him left and right without any care as he straddled Ravi. He felt a pair of hands grab him from behind and he let out a low snarl as he struggled against their grip. "PB! It's us. Let him go...he's down," Preet replied. He stared at the man lying on the ground groaning. He couldn't believe the amount of blood gushing from the man's broken nose.
"Let me go!" Prem shouted still unaware that his brothers were the ones holding him back. He kicked in the air struggling to break free. "Prem Bhaiya, it's us...Preet and Harman. You've won...let's go," Harman pleaded.
"He wanted to hurt Heer...wanted to touch her," Prem rambled. "I won't let him do that. I won't.
"And he won't," Preet soothed. "Look at him PB he won't dare do it." Ravi dazedly sat up holding his bloody nose while a group of his friends came to his aid. "Come on let's go."
Prem pointed his finger angrily at Ravi, "If you even dare to appear before Heer's eyes again...walk anywhere near her...try to touch her...I swear there won't be any mercy on you next time. I'll kill you, you got that?" Preet and Harman gave Ravi and his friends a hard glare before leaving the club with the rest of the gang.
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So that was a bit of a long chapter packed full of stuff...
And just to clear up any confusion Heer only saw part of what Prem and Ashlesha were doing she obviously didn't see what they were really doing hence her anger.
I can't believe the next chapter is number 49 š² and I'm far from done with what I want to do with this fic. Hehe š...so next Chapter's title is Rainy Season and all I'm going to say is wet Prem š³ š
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Edited by iheartChai - 14 years ago
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